Chapter 104: Punishment Day
Chapter 104: Punishment Day
Camilla
With no undergarments to provide any false sense of dignity, the tips of my nipples poke through the near sheer material of the gown. Even the slightest of movement threatens to leave me exposed, the cool air finding its way past the thin fabric.
"Let's remove this pretty thing before we begin, shall we?" Adriano said more so to himself, his eyes scanning over my body before reaching into one of the drawers attached to the examining table.
At first I was curious but then, my pulse spiked and my mouth went dry.
"Her heart is beating quite quickly right now." Gregorio smiled and only then did I notice his fingers were on my wrist coming from my pulse.
"We have barely even started and you are already turning into a needy mess."
I wanted to lean into his touch for more contact but I simply couldn't. That frustrated me just as much as it aroused me. I suppose the same could be said for the small scalpel currently in Adriano's hand, though the blade poised right at the dip in the neckline partially covering my chest. My arms and hips moved to squirm but they quite literally aren't able to even make it a single inch.
The sharp tip of the blade was brought to rest against the center of my throat, threatening to part my skin like butter if I dared to move in even the slightest way. Adriano wore a dark smile on his face at my fear, his only sign of breaking character and I learned something from that.
I think I might have a fear of kink as well because I can physically feel how soaked I am between my thighs right now. My eyes closed the second the blade began to cut, but it was never on my skin, it was only the sound of the fabric tearing beneath Adriano's fingertips that I had recognized. With every deep rise and fall of my chest, I focused on the tip of that blade, dragging threateningly down the plane of my stomach and just faintly over my pelvis.
It wasn't until right before the blade dragged over my clit that Adriano pulled back, assessing the torn fabric that is only covering the back portion of my body now. A small gasp fell past my mouth as Gregorio's hand moved under my ass to raise me not more than a centimeter upwards before Domenico grabbed onto the fabric and tore it clean from my body in one movement. The sleeves that were once secured around my shoulder are now nothing but crumpled material on the floor.
"Much better." Gregorio smirked, removing his hands from my body and merely using his eyes to feel me.
"Sir, I…"
"You are not allowed to speak unless spoken to or it is your safe word." Domenico cut me off, his voice leaving no room for debate.
Swallowing my sentence, I simply closed my mouth and looked at each of them with hope for some form of information from any of them.
"As you will soon know, today is all about punishment where we will perform a manner of different experiments on you to see how your body reacts to each one." Adriano said, my head flicking to him and watching as he tucks the blade away for safe keeping.
"There will be three stages taking place, one conducted by each of us but we have decided to throw in some rules as a sweetener." My head turned to Gregorio as he spoke.
"It is quite simple, believe me. For every time you exceed our predicament, you will get a reward. For every time you fail, we will add to your punishment."
My knees try to bend in towards each other but because of how straight they were pulled, I couldn't move them anywhere near far enough to help ease the intense ache between my thighs. But how do I know when it ends? I wanted to ask but I was not allowed.
"Your actions or lack thereof will ultimately determine how this entire thing plays out, although there will be a guaranteed three tests whether you succeed or not."
So in other words, what they are trying to say is that I have to do better than what they think I can handle for the three times at a minimum. It sounds easy but it is not.
The expression worn on their faces looks so though they want to break me right now and the worst part is that I think I want them to. Ultimately I did lie and if that is how they have decided to forgive me, I am more than game. The entire scene has me hot and terrified all at once but at the same time, we all know I wouldn't have it any other way.
"Adriano will be performing the first stage of our experiments, beginning with stimulation examination." Domenico said from my other side and my heart racing from his words.
With the next second, Adriano walked behind my head before wheeling over a metal table with a stainless steel instrument tray attached to the top. It contained a number of different items, some of which I recognized as vibrators and others in which I have never seen before. Both the known and unknown of this all has me soaked and already hypersensitive and my body trying to arch itself further into Adriano's hand as he gently brushes the skin across my stomach.
"The question to this experiment is how long can our patient restrain from making sounds as her body is stimulated in a preset number of ways and time periods?" Adriano said, holding my gaze the entire time and silently demanding for me to look at him.
His words have me trying to squirm in protest but there is no escape for me other than facing this head on. But how can they expect me to stay completely silent when they are going to use those toys on me? Not even a whimper or a moan?
My heart is racing for an entirely different kind of fear because I don't think I can do it.
"My prediction is that she can last ten minutes without making a sound." Adriano said, looking at me cruelly as worry fills my body.
I can't do that, there is no way in hell I can go that long without any sound.
"Under the circumstances that the patient is unable to exceed this time limit, there will be no punishment. We will simply restart the timer and retest until she reaches the predicted outcome."
Adriano's words had clear double meanings. Restarting as many times as it takes is the punishment. Up till now, I have felt more than warm but realizing how hard this is going to be has my blood running cold.
"If you may begin the timer, we will begin." He said to Gregorio but he was looking at me as he spoke.
The smallest flicker of warmth in his eyes is the only comfort I receive before the watch on Gregorio's wrist is fiddled with and soon indicating that the ten minutes countdown has begun. Moving from the end of the examining table, I watched as he walked around to where my head is before taking his hands and gently brushing back a few handfuls of my hair behind my ears. A few more of my hair fall into near waves along my shoulder blades but those too are soon pushed away so that they hang on the side of my arms instead.
At the same time, Adriano's hand currently resting on my stomach slowly drags up the length of my body, the calloused feeling contrasting the softness of my skin in a way that makes me shiver. Mindful of holding my tongue, I allowed my muscles to loosen as his hand drags up and down just a few times causing my heart rate to slow just enough for me to relax. It was a false sense of security though because then his eyes moved from mine to Domenico.
"We will begin with full body stimulation, the target points being her neck, nipples and clit." He said, taking his hand off my body and walking with the tray to where my legs have been forced apart.
Gregorio takes his brother's position, looking down at me with a sinful smile that has my body melting into his perfect test subject despite my worries. Looking down, I find that the examination table is raised enough that my neck is in perfect reach for Domenico's mouth, the same way my clit is easily accessible to Adriano's wandering hands. Gosh! This is definitely going to be hard.
I have been absently counting the time in my head but it has been not more than a minute and I already want to moan, gasp or quite literally anything that can be used as a release. The most sound made is the heavy breaths leaving my body, trying to keep my focus as Domenico's warmth breath fans across at the nape of my neck.
My body shivers as heat spreads straight to my core, drawing a slight tingle to my skin. Angling my head up just a little, I silently pleaded for Domenico to touch me and he happily obliged.
For the most part, my neck has healed entirely from the bruises and marks these men have left behind, but with the light graze of his teeth against my skin, I know I am merely a blank canvas for him to paint all over again as he attacks my neck.
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